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ANECDOTES, SELECTIONS, AND GEMS.

perform the last office of respect for me. May you be prepared for the same change when the messenger Death sball call for you ; then shall I hope to meet you in Heaven, to join in singing praises to God and the Lamb, through the countless ages of eternity. I pray the Lord to grant it, for Jesus Christ's sake. Amen. I now bid this vain world adieu for ever, with all its temptations, and snares, and hope to be admitted into the sacred presence of God, only through the blood of the Lamb, my Dear Redeemer, who loved me, and who died for me; for ever praised be his most Holy Name!

S. W." It is my desire,” she said, “that the following text may be spoken from at my funeral sermon, Psalm xxxix. 4—7, and also that the following hymn may be sung, composed for the occasion, by S. W."

FUNERAL HYMN.

My Friends, and Neighbours, now you're Trust and depend on Him alone, come,

And not on works or duties done;
To bring my feeble body home,

He can alone your souls relieve,
Prepare for death, for soon 'twill be And life and joys immortal give.
The same with you as 'tis with me.
Soon you must leave your pleasures here,

And now my soul is fled on high,
Before your Maker to appear ;

I now no more shall live to die; To hear the sentence, coine, or go,

But I triumphantly shall rise, To everlasting bliss, or woe.

To praise my God above the skies., Oh, fly to Jesus, then, with speed,

Now, Friends, I bid you all farewell: Look to the Lamb that once did bleed, Prepare, that you with Christ may dwell, To save your wretched souls from hell, And then we soon shall meet again, And raise you with himself to dwell. With Jesus Christ to live and reign.

Death is a solemn event to all the human family. It separates the nearest relations, and the dearest friends. It is the sad fruit of sin. Death removes the sinner to hell—but the saint to heaven. Death leads to an unalterable state of being-puts an end to all we can do in this world—and prevents any further use of the means of grace. Then the righteous will be righteous still, and the filthy will be filthy still. Oh, then, how solemn, how important is death. To. this event we are all exposed; but are we prepared ? Perhaps our husband, our wife, our parents, or our children, are prepared, whilst we are not. Let us remember that we cannot escape the icey hand of death; it may be laid upon us in a moment, and if we are then lost we are lost for ever! Now is the only time to secure the salva. tion of the soul. “The blood of Jesus Christ, his Son, cleanseth us from all sin.” May we all, young or aged, be awakened to a serious concern about our eternal well-being. Our Saviour bas forewarned us that “the night cometh when no man can work.” Dear reader, what thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might, for there is but a step between thee and death. Believe in Jesus. He is the resurrection and the life. He will deliver thee from the power of death, and ransom thee from the grave, and save thee from going down into the pit. Flee, then, from the wrath to come; for who shall abide the fierceness of his indignation when his wrath is kindled but a little ? Kirton Lindsey.

T. D. C.

THE FIRESIDE.

Facts and Hints. Which will you do-smile, and make others happy; or be crabbed, and make every one around you miserable? The amount of happiness you can produce is incalculable, if you show a smiling face, a kind heart, and speak pleasant words.

LIBERTY of conscience is a thing that ought to be very reciprocal. Liberty of conscience is a natural right; and he that would have it ought to give it.-Oliver Cromwell.

WHEN we are idle we tempt the devil to tempt us, as careless people make thieves.

CHARACTER is, in many cases, more than equivalent to wealth.

It is calculated, states the Stamford Mercury, that the druggists of Lincoln sell 1,872 gallons of laudanum annually. Every one ought to have printed over his shop, “Dealer in death-old people and children quietly disposed of.”

The Rev. Isaac Benson, incumbent of West Acklam, and surrogate for the diocese of York, refused to grant a marriage license to a party the other day on the ground of drunkenness.

A Boy, aged four years and nine months, died lately in Manchester, in consequence of having drunk a glass of strong whisky and water, which his father left on the table.

The Gateshead Observer states that nearly all the cases tried at the present winter assizes in York had'their origin in strong drink.

OF 96 prisoners for trial at the last Middlesex Sessions, two could read and write well, 15 could read only, 39 were imperfectly instructed in both, and 38 were entirely ignorant of either acquirement.

The person who first planted potatoes in Scotland was named Henry Prentice; he has not been dead more than twenty-one years.

The revenue derived from tea in the last year, amounted to £5,110,807. More than all the poors rates in England and Wales.

The Fireside.

THE IRISH MOUNTAIN BOY. As we have nothing of much importance in our “Penny Post" box at this time, we occupy its space, also, to send the following to the “Firesides" of our readers, assured that those firesides may always be scenes of domestic peace and comfort, if that monster, Intemperance, be only kept from entering in at the door. It is a capital good anecdote. We may just tell our readers that Mr. Hall

, who relates it, is a literary gentleman of high repute, and husband of the celebrated Mrs. S. C. Hall, who has written so many excellent papers on Irish manners and customs.

" Few incidents of a busy, and somewhat varied life, afford matter for more true enjoyment than my first lesson in temperance -a lesson which led immediately to reflection, subsequently to

THE FIRESIDE.

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consideration, and ultimately to the adoption of a principle, which I have ever since continued to regard as a blessing, second only to that of christianity, in its influence on my mind and heart. That lesson which, by divine mercy, has been made to produce fruit for my own great benefit—and, I humbly hope, for the benefit of others -was given me by a poor boy, a guide who accompanied me, about four years ago, from the village of Enniskerry to the far-famed seven churches in savage Glendalough,

Whose gloomy shore

Sky-lark never wanders o'er.' The youth was perfectly unconscious of the train he was laying -of the seed he had planted for the hereafter. He as little fancied, perhaps, that I should become a teetotaller, as that I should be crowned king of the ancient territory of the O'Tooles, over which we were tramping, and to this day remains in ignorance that his simple story carried with it such conviction as to have led to many blessings in his pupil—improved health, augmented income, greater intellectual strength, infinitely higher motives for continuous labour, a surer foundation to domestic happiness, and a perpetual safeguard from self-reproach. The youth as little knew that the brief hour he spent with me was productive of benefit, not to me alone —that he was making me an instrument of good to others, adding to the cause of temperance one member, who devoutly hopes to be the means of largely increasing the number of those who see in temperance religion's best auxiliary, and, next to religion, the safest teacher of duty to God and man.

My anecdote is briefly told. I took the youth somewhat suddenly, as my guide, from a cottage door, beside which he was standing, and bade him at once mount the car upon which I was proceeding to visit the marvels of the gloomy lake. The evening was cold and raw, and I had in my pocket a flask of “Mountain Dew"—the poison so called in kery of the delicious drai which nature sends each morning to the bees and flowers. Having drunk of it myself, I offered it, as a matter of course, to my companion. He declined it, to my surprise—for the temperance movement in Ireland was then new to me, and I had little notion of the spread it had even at that time made. Having little faith in a resolution so un-Irish, and being, moreover, anxious to test its strength, I pressed the drink upon him, and, at length, went so far as to offer him a crown if he would drink some of it. "No,' said he, not for a thousand crowns, nor for all Lord Wicklow's lands, if they were offered to me, and,' he added, after a pause, 'if yer honour knew as much about me as I know about myself, I do not think you would be after asking me to do so bad a thing. A very little persuasion led to his telling me his simple story.

'I have been a guide to the seven churches,' he said, “almost ever since I could strut the distance ; and many's the half-crown, and more, I got for my day's walk. I earned a dale in the week

THE FIRESIDE.

and spint it. When I'd get my day's hire—though the gentry l'd be with would give me drink enough—it's for more drink I'd go with the money. You wouldu't give three-lia'pence for the dirty rags I carried. I never stretched on a dacent bed, but mostly in a neighbour's out-house, and oftener in a gap of a ditch. I had the fever once, and I lay there like a dog to die. My old grandmother was hegging about the country at the same time. Augh! yer honour, I was drunk morning, noon, and night, and the bastes I used to be amongst had more sinse than I. Well, how is it now ?he added—and drew himself up with honest and truly dignified pride - yer honour took me of a sudden, or it isn't in this coat that I'd have been with ye; for I've two better, and a top-coat besides ; and I've as nate a cabin as you'd wish to see—and my grandmother keeps in it, spinding her old days in pace; and I've iive pounds ten in the savings' bank, in case of the sickness; and, in place of being a blackguard nobody would trust, I'm respected by the gintry, and lock and kay is never put upon anything that comes into my hands, and, more than that, there's a purty colleen* that thinks I'm a’most good enough for her, and her father's been to see if the cabin would suit, and all this change, yer honour-glory be to God !because I wouldn't buy poison, nor take it when offered to me! And now,' he addded, with emphasis approaching solemnity, 'I lave it to yer honour's self if you'll ask me to take the drop you carry.'

My answer was at once: 'Indeed, my good lad, God forbid that I should tempt you; but I owe you a compliment, and I'll pay it freely.' I took the flask, and flung it far over a rock into the waters of the lake beneath. The scene is before me at this minute, as vividly as when it first happened. The youth literally danced for joy-capered backward and forward on the mountain summit, absolutely intoxicated by a pure draught of pleasure. The compliment touched his warm Irish heart—it went so far beyond his expectations; it was so practical a comment upon his story; so comprehensible a mark of its approval. I never saw pleasure expressed in a manner so impossible to be mistaken. It is likely the youth has long since forgotten the transaction ; but I have not forgotten it, and never can forget it. That day was a white spot in my life.

The moral of this simple anecdote is obvious. Every temperance advocate—no matter how humble may be his position, weak his intellectual powers, and apparently inefficient his means—cannot say what may be the amount of good he is doing, when he tellsto many or to one—the blesings conferred by temperance on him. I date my conversion to total abstinence from that evening. My teacher was a rude lad who could neither write nor read, but Iand, with me, those who have been influenced by my counsels and example-owe a debt of gratitude to that youth—my humble guide to Glendalough." * A pretty girl.

THE CHILDREN'S CORNER.

The Children's Corner.

CONVERSION OF A CANADIAN Boy. been the pest of the family, be-JAMES is a boy thirteen years of came its ornament. His father and age. He had become unmanageable, mother, bọth members of the church, and his father and mother were declare that, the change is not more heart-broken. On one occasion, pleasing to them than it is marvel. when the pastor of the church was lous. They admire the grace of Addressing the Sunday-school chil. God in him. His views of acceptdren, James had a long stick in his ance through Christ are very dishand, with which he was striking tinct. He speaks of the Savionr with the children as far as he could reach. great solemnity and energy. This, The pastor fixed his eye on him, indeed, is not astonishing, when it and addressed him personally on is recollected that the boy had often his awful condition-saying he was felt the uncontrolable cbaracter of the child of pious parents-their his passions, and despaired of having tears, their prayers, their example, them subdued ; but faith in Christ wonld soon rise up in judgment has released him from their tyranny. against him. He feigned inatten- His anxiety for the salvation of tion to the address, but after the others too is become steady and sermon in the evening, came for. ardent. ward, the tears streaming from his eyes, and expressed a wish to be

A CHILD'S PRAYER. prayed for, and to receive instruc

ALMIGHTY King, my infant heart tion on the subject of salvation.

Would raise its thoughts to Thee ; He became evidently and deeply Be thou my first, my better part, concerned about his soul; but heing May I thy servant be. a youth of violent passions, there

By nature, far from all that's good, was a dangerous irregularity in his religious movements. Some time

And prone to every sin;

O wash me in the Saviour's blood, after, he called on the pastor, and

For that can make me clean. spoke of Jesus Christ and the de. sign of his death, in a manner that Assist me, as my years increase, surprised him. It was then pro

To choose and love thy ways; posed to pray, and James at once And may thy Spirit give me grace, engaged, with affecting expressions To manifest thy praise. of penitence and fervour. A few

Then, when my dying hour shall come, sentences were as follow :-“ O

Saved from an awful hell; Lord, thou hast often sown the seed

May heaven be my eternal home, of thy word in my heart, but I bave

And I with angels dwell. wickedly thrown it out, and I am so wicked, that I shall do it again, if

LOVE TO SABBATH SCHOOL. thou dost not prevent; O Lord, keep thy word in my heart now! The

The Sabbath School! I love the place, devil has often taken the word out

Where meet our youthful throng, of my heart, but, O Lord, if he come

To hear of Christ, to read and pray, again to do so, dont let him!” From

And join the heavenly song. this time he became steady in his On Sabbath Schools, great God, I pray attention to the subject 'of religion, Let choicest blessings rest: a thorough change of temper and Let teachers, friends, and children all, conduct ensued, and he, who had Find their employment blest.

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